I'm afraid I've gone mad..
I have gone mad. Mad, I tell you, stark, raving, walking around dazed, having loud public arguments with imaginary friends mad.
I've just canceled my Friday lunch at the French Laundry because I had too much work and couldn't take Friday off. I am snowed under with work, and will be heading out to NY for two days of meeting early next week. There's no way I could take Friday off for the lunch. ARGHHHH... I hate being so damn responsible.
I need to rearrange my priorities. You think?